[William shoved him back lightly. This was nice, but yes, nothing was going to change. Leon was still Leon. Kind of dumb and a bit of a pervert, but a good friend at the same time.]
Wait, what sort of thing? No one ever told us that in school . . .
[Or maybe they did and he slept through it, but it doesn't sound likely. Huh. He perks up a little, curious for the first and probably last time in his life about ancient Latin texts.]
Leon reads it—well, he gets to "summon me to a midday assignation" and then skips forward to look for anything that isn't that. Skipping to the bottom, he gets to the word prick, reads that part with a disbelieving laugh, and then kinda goes backwards until he gets to "don't decide to suddenly go cruising," and reads that part over, and just fucking loses it.]
Holy, ha ha, oh my god! What?! Are you friggin' serious?! Dude, this's a prank, right?! Where'd you even find this?! You're tooootally screwing with me! That ain't history! No way!
He's a famous poet and this's the kinda thing he wrote? C'mon, man, I could be a famous poet if it's like that! I could one hundred percent produce "art" like this!
. . . So what's "supinated" mean?
[God. He's wiping literal tears from his eyes after that. Who knew dudes got famous for telling chicks they want to screw them nine times in a row? Leon's so ready to become a famous poet.]
So if you use fancy words to say that you just ate and you're lying down in bed with a boner and you want this chick to come ride it nine times . . . that'll get you remembered for, uh, how old is this poem again? Like a thousand years?
Wait, seriously?! This just keeps getting crazier! So was he in love with a hooker, or did he just write this kinda stuff every time he wanted to screw anyone, even if he was paying for it?
[He is so into history right now. Who knew this was possible? History can be cool?!]
This whole thing's like a soap opera! . . . Man, I was a hundred percent right. Nothin' ever really changes, huh?
[William, a guy from across the world and a hundred-whatever years ago, has things in common with Leon, who has things in common with the ancient Roman nine-times-a-day dude . . . it's crazy to think about.
Kinda comforting, too. He flops back on the couch, propping up his feet and grinning over at William.]
Maybe if I asked Kirigiri or Togami about you or somethin', they'd be like, oh yeah, we totally learned about that dude in class, were you asleep? He was a famous politician in England a hundred years ago!
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You made that sound very vulgar somehow.
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[Yeah, he meant to. He hadn't been sure William would pick up on it, but there we go. Nice.]
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[He's half way offended. Only half way though.]
I just try to be above such things.
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[If ever William needed confirmation that Leon never changes, even in death, this is it.]
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Though you know, that sort of thing even exists in ancient Latin texts.
[It is a relief. He would be worried if you stopped being sleezy, Leon.]
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[Or maybe they did and he slept through it, but it doesn't sound likely. Huh. He perks up a little, curious for the first and probably last time in his life about ancient Latin texts.]
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[Honestly no one had actually taught that, he'd just ended up reading it on his own, being an overachiever.]
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[He's trying, okay. Kind of. Whoa, who knew William knew this kind of thing?]
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[You'll be surprise what you end up learning about in dark days before the internet, Leon.]
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[But this still sounds more interesting than like 99% of history. And poetry. And all school.]
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[He doesn't have most of it memorized though, since it wasn't useful for class unfortunately.]
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[He's pulling out his CereVice to Google (CERES-Google. Coogle) this shit immediately.]
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[Of all the things to make you interested in the Classics Leon, it's perversion?]
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[Gai . . . gai . . .
. . . He hands William his CereVice.]
Okay, you are! . . . Please?
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Sighing William takes it and types in the name and then scrolls through a list of hits until he finds a good one and then hands it back.]
Here. Most of them are pretty short translations, though I cannot a hundred percent vouch for quality.
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Leon reads it—well, he gets to "summon me to a midday assignation" and then skips forward to look for anything that isn't that. Skipping to the bottom, he gets to the word prick, reads that part with a disbelieving laugh, and then kinda goes backwards until he gets to "don't decide to suddenly go cruising," and reads that part over, and just fucking loses it.]
Holy, ha ha, oh my god! What?! Are you friggin' serious?! Dude, this's a prank, right?! Where'd you even find this?! You're tooootally screwing with me! That ain't history! No way!
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[He laughs though as he looks over Leon's shoulder.]
It's not all like that, but people from the past are really no different from the people now. They just had different tools at their disposal.
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. . . So what's "supinated" mean?
[God. He's wiping literal tears from his eyes after that. Who knew dudes got famous for telling chicks they want to screw them nine times in a row? Leon's so ready to become a famous poet.]
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And it means to "lie face up." So I think what he's saying is that he's "prepared."
[Or something like that. William isn't any kind of expert on such things.]
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. . . You think it worked on the girl?
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[Or something like that.]
She was a prostitute, so I'm sure his money worked on her.
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[He is so into history right now. Who knew this was possible? History can be cool?!]
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Granted, I do not look too much into the love lives of dead famous people.
[Because what does love have to do with anything?]
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[William, a guy from across the world and a hundred-whatever years ago, has things in common with Leon, who has things in common with the ancient Roman nine-times-a-day dude . . . it's crazy to think about.
Kinda comforting, too. He flops back on the couch, propping up his feet and grinning over at William.]
Maybe if I asked Kirigiri or Togami about you or somethin', they'd be like, oh yeah, we totally learned about that dude in class, were you asleep? He was a famous politician in England a hundred years ago!
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[That had been the case even in Solomon's time. The base desires didn't change, though the form might appear different.
He blinked though at that.]
Hah, that would be interesting, though you know, the England I am from might not have existed in your world? Or something like that.
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